" AGA-"
" Wait, it's there, faint but still."
Everyone released the breath that they were holding. They were scared to lose their-dare they say it- their friend. Cuddy on the other way, was scared to lose House before she really had to let him go.
Everyone except for Cuddy, Wilson, and Nurse Brenda left the room.
Wilson looked across the room at Cuddy and felt a twinge in his heart. She looked hopeless and scared. He remembered how it felt to watch someone else shocking your loved one. While Wilson stared at Cuddy, Brenda put House on the respirator and checked his stats and left.
Wilson walked over to Cuddy and pulled her into a hug. Cuddy broke down and started crying.
" Cuddy, what happened? House got plus injured than this before and toi weren't this emotional what happened?"
" It is my fault this time!"
" What? Cuddy no it isn't."
" Yes it is. We were having an arguement and i went on the bus House followed the bus and got hit par a bus."
" Cuddy...It isn't your fault."
" I- I got to uh go Wilson." And with that she walked briskly away. Wilson stood there confused at what just happened.
Wilson turned towards House's lit and said," House, toi better be alright after this." And he sat down in the INcomfortable chair suivant to the bed
" Wait, it's there, faint but still."
Everyone released the breath that they were holding. They were scared to lose their-dare they say it- their friend. Cuddy on the other way, was scared to lose House before she really had to let him go.
Everyone except for Cuddy, Wilson, and Nurse Brenda left the room.
Wilson looked across the room at Cuddy and felt a twinge in his heart. She looked hopeless and scared. He remembered how it felt to watch someone else shocking your loved one. While Wilson stared at Cuddy, Brenda put House on the respirator and checked his stats and left.
Wilson walked over to Cuddy and pulled her into a hug. Cuddy broke down and started crying.
" Cuddy, what happened? House got plus injured than this before and toi weren't this emotional what happened?"
" It is my fault this time!"
" What? Cuddy no it isn't."
" Yes it is. We were having an arguement and i went on the bus House followed the bus and got hit par a bus."
" Cuddy...It isn't your fault."
" I- I got to uh go Wilson." And with that she walked briskly away. Wilson stood there confused at what just happened.
Wilson turned towards House's lit and said," House, toi better be alright after this." And he sat down in the INcomfortable chair suivant to the bed
When does l’amour become something we need, rather than something we want? l’amour was seen as something special a long time ago. Now l’amour is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. l’amour is common currency when toi are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older toi get. Do we not care about the substance of what l’amour was and not what it has been made into today par commercialisation from American films and télévision commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience l’amour for real, can we commentaire and judge others who are in Love. l’amour means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of l’amour is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? l’amour is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.